After Leaving His Father and Leaving His Son Behind, Mr. Lu Chased His Wife and Knelt Down Every Night!

Jiang Wanxing stood beside the bed and handed over the divorce agreement. Lu Chenzhou leaned on the bedside without even raising his eyelids. After two years of marriage, he came and went as soon as he called his wife, holding Yun Shanshan as his treasure. He felt that Jiang Wanxing was just a tool, with no temper, no bottom line, and would never leave no matter how much he messed with her. But she was dying. Her heart couldn't last more than a few months, and she held the critical illness notice in her hand, but she didn't bother to show it to him. He wouldn't believe it anyway. "Get a divorce." Lu Chenzhou smiled with dignity and contempt: "Without me, who else can want you? Jiang Wanxing, recognize your identity." Jiang Wanxing said nothing. Only later did he learn that the heart he despised was the one she had given to him in exchange for it. The white moonlight he held in his hand was an identity she didn't want. The small-town girl he looked down upon was the biological daughter that the richest man had been looking for for twenty years. Later, he knelt in the rain with red eyes, and his voice was so hoarse that he didn't sound like his own: "Jiang Wanxing, you provoked me and you don't want me, why?" Jiang Wanxing held an umbrella and looked down at him. "You're tired of being played by me, Mr. Lu." "That's it?" "That's it."